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  1. Public Bookmark 96

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    It started with an email from the team.

    To: #Centaurs_Roster
    From: Travel
    Subject: Mentors trip

    Ilya deleted it unread and put it out of his mind.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    “I’m falling in love with… someone.”

    “Do you like it?”

    “I kinda hate it. But it’s nice. When it’s nice, it’s… nice.”

    or; Shane comes out to someone. He’s high on painkillers, but he doesn’t name names (not that he has to) and Dr Frances Yu takes HIPAA seriously.

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    08 Jan 2026

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    Hayden cuts himself off at the sound of something he hears so rarely, he’s almost sure he’s imagining it. He scans the room, looking for the source, and sure enough, his eyes land on his target. 

    There, nestled in between two of his teammates on the couch, is Shane Hollander. 

    Laughing. Out loud. Audibly. 

    Like, he’s actually fucking laughing, not the fake laughs he forces out to make other people more comfortable. In fact, he’s laughing so hard, he looks like he might cry, and Hayden would be delighted by the sight of it if he weren’t so fucking concerned. Shane Hollander doesn’t laugh at parties. Shane Hollander barely laughs when he’s actually happy, and he’s never happy at parties. So what gives? 

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    Shane Hollander accidentally gets very high. That's it, that's the fic.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    Ilya glances at Shane, at the way the dying light is catching in his hair, refracting. At that spiderlily mouth, slightly open and curling coyly, two teeth peeked through the dark gap like an American Girl doll. At that shoulder, bare and pale and close enough to touch if Ilya just leaned forward, if he just reached out and took another liberty.

    To touch another person is to say: I know you will die, and I am doing this anyway.

    His mother used to say something like this. About painting.

    Every portrait is an act of faith, Ilyushenka. Faith and futility both.

    contrary to personal preference, ilya gets a roommate.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    An answer to the question: what if the Centaurs were chaotic disasters (affectionate) on social media?

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    11 Jan 2026

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